A customer came in today, surprised that I was here. People talk as if my structure didn't exist before they filled me with creative tools. The customer said something to Charlie about how glad she was that we were here. I t made my heart sing. People love me as this place! The customer also confused me. She said, "Town's changing so much, like everything else."

Charlie said to Leo that the customer was just talking story with her. But why would the customer make a conversation about something as dependable as change? Charlie seemed baffled too, but she answered with, "Yes, change brought us here. I hope change brings more friends to town for all of us."

The customer was less enthusiastic. She seemed to feel like the change should have stopped by now, maybe around the time she landed on the island. Of course, she didn't say that, but I sensed her strong feelings. The gas station next door acts like that. It complains about all the people trampling in and out on its floors. I try to remind it that all those people are why it is here, but it never had the quiet years that I did in order to be able to know how wonderful it is to feel all these feet on my halls again.